Porcelain needles prick my jawline
frisking the conifers
I drown on icicles
my faith capering on sunlit sticks in transparency
cerulean enigma envelops coffee mugs
lazing on beds of snowy shimmers
dewy droplets embower my cafe Alaskan
bejeweled stars stitched on roofs of passion-
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Ninkasi (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 20th, 2022 05:35
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I am delighted you found me today, otherwise I may not have found this page .. and which I must say, I was most impressed with ... Neville 🙂
That is so amazing. An exchange of thoughts would be so much more inspiring.
you got me babe 🙂
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